The Way I See It.

Whatever it takes, wherever I am going,
Lack of dreams, motivation not bestowing,
Life will be just as it comes about.
All such lives take this same route,
Ending unaccomplished, unadorned,
Every mentor thus forewarns.
But each to his own realities,
I float in endless possibilities.

Etched Across the Sky

Caught in a world of nothingness.
I stand in the emptiness.
Worries tossed aside,
My soul rises up to glide,
Soaring above horizon's clouds.
Seen in the sunrise's shrouds,
I've found the glory of my King's delight.

Your way doesn't always make sense,
But I will trust your direction.

Your wisdom, in its great expanse,
Intensifies my vain foolishness.

The world You created full of beauty,
Brings to mind my endless insufficiency.

I find myself at the wrong end of life,
Far from where I want to be.

Coming to grips with my inability,
Forced to search beyond myself.

Only in this state of helplessness,
Can inadequacies be changed to sufficiency.

Here I met with the work of Christ,
By His power made victorious.

The guidance of the Lord leads me,
As I submit to follow Him.

The blood of my Savior changes my existence,
Seen as perfect before the Lord.

Still I live my life,
Struggling to make it right.

But now given confidence,
His work will be sure.

I trust the faithfulness of my Lord.
He will take me where I need to go.

Though oft I can not see,
While darkness surrounds me.

I hear the promises of God so I know,
I will come to be where I need to go.